Chapter 1024

Mr. Jiang nodded and agreed to enter the study with Mr. Zhuang.

Because there are four scholars at home, man Bao has to take classes in his study, so their study is the most spacious and brightest one.

As soon as I entered, there were three rows of bookshelves on the left side near the wall, which were full of books. On the right side along the wall, there were also a row of bookshelves, which were full of books.

In front of the bookshelf are three small tables and chairs side by side. At this time, pen, ink, paper and inkstone and several books are placed on each table, but they are placed in different positions, which are very messy.

Mr. Jiang took back his eyes after only one look and looked at the big desk in the middle. Obviously, that was Mr. Zhuang's position.

Mr. Jiang smiled and was about to go up to have a look at what books he read on weekdays. He was attracted by a basin on the edge of the book case, revealing a beige millet tooth like yellow orchid.

He came forward and stared at the orchid.

Mr. Zhuang smiled and came forward with him and said, "the orchid followed me all the way from mianzhou to the capital. I was afraid it would suffer on the road. Unexpectedly, it was strong. It adapted to it in the past two months. Not only that, it also regrouped and looked very energetic. It was an unexpected joy."

Mr. Jiang is speechless. Unlike the world's love of peonies, his favorite is orchids.

Especially the orchid with such elegant color.

Mr. Jiang grabbed Mr. Zhuang's hand and asked with sparkling eyes, "Lao Zhuang, do you think this orchid is redundant and dispensable?"

Mr. Zhuang:

Mr. Zhuang broke away from his hand and said, "no, I brought it from home."

It's because I don't trust it. It's a grass that stays at home alone and blooms without reward. What a terrible thing.

Mr. Jiang wanted to stick his eyes on the orchid, but he restrained himself and just sighed, "well, I have no fate with it. I can only come to see it from time to time in the future."

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile, "welcome at any time."

Mr. Jiang looked around, strolled around his bookshelf and said, "drink here?"

"It's not good here. Let's drink in the garden."

In the Mid Autumn Festival in Beijing, the weather has begun to cool. They are sitting at the stone table under a big tree, drinking and eating, talking while blowing the autumn wind. It is most comfortable.

The guests and hosts enjoyed the meal. When Mr. Jiang was sent out, Mr. Zhuang yawned and summoned up his spirits to call the three children dozing in the study to speak, "where's the word Mr. Jiang gave you?"

Man Bao said, "we've all put it away."

Mr. Jiang nodded and said, "Mr. Jiang's handwriting is excellent. He is famous not only in the capital, but also in the whole Jin Dynasty. You should not only keep the words for you, but also often use them to learn, you know?"

The three nodded again and again. Then they helped Mr. Chen into the study and sat down. They brought him tea and water. "Sir, didn't you quarrel with Chen Fulin today?"

Mr. Zhuang picked up his tea cup, lifted his eyelids at the speech, looked at them and said, "it's bad to quarrel. You should quarrel less if you have nothing to do in the future, and don't quarrel if you have something to do, you know?"

The three nodded perfunctorily. Bai Shan continued to ask, "Sir, what's your revenge with Chen Fulin?"

"Don't worry about adults, children."

"But I think he must know where we live now and where we work and study," man Bao said. "Sir, look at the way he sent someone to follow us that day. Do you think he will trip us secretly?"

"Yes, sir, if you don't tell us what your revenge is, we can't even guard against it."

After thinking about it, Mr. Zhuang said, "he is just a five grade doctor now. He can't make us any obstacles."

They are now the people who oppose the king's lords and even the Empress Dowager in the palace. Of course, their enemies do not know their existence at this time, but their friends, Lord Wei and old Tang, must have sent people to stare at them.

So he doesn't think Chen Fulin can cause any practical harm to them, but

Mr. Zhuang frowned and looked at the three disciples, remembering his usual methods and their gratitude and resentment.

The three men looked at him with bright eyes.

Mr. Zhuang sighed and knew that they were just curious and wanted to hear stories.

But if Chen Fulin really doesn't want him to stay in the capital again, he may really do something. At that time, he doesn't matter. Anyway, he is so old and thick skinned that he can't be compared in those years.

But three children

Mr. Zhuang rubbed his forehead. Man Bao immediately went to press his head smartly, "Sir, are you too old to remember? It doesn't matter. Take your time."

Bai Shan poured tea again for Mr. Zhuang, "Sir, have another cup of tea."

Bai Erlang pushed the dim sum on the table forward, "Sir, have a dim sum."

Mr. Zhuang glared at them unhappily. The anger and sadness that had just risen in his heart dissipated in an instant. He waved his hand and asked man Bao to sit down. After playing his robe, he said, "my memory as a teacher is not so bad. Chen Fulin, he was a student of a government school with me."

After a pause, he said, "I'm a teacher, my family is poor, I enter school late, and there are few books at home, so I'm a little older when I enter the University."

"But I was lucky at that time. At the beginning of the new dynasty, the war in the Central Plains and our Jiannan road had subsided. It was a time when everything was waiting for prosperity. Talents were needed everywhere," Mr. Zhuang said. "In fact, with my ability, I couldn't go to the government school at that time."

However, many people died just after the war. There were not many students in the government school, and there were not many students for reference, so it was so easy for him to enter the examination.

"Not only the government schools, but also the Imperial College in the capital is full of waste, so in those years, the Imperial College will give some places to local government schools every year. There are places for direct admission. In addition, there are places to go to the big exam." After a moment of silence, Mr. Zhuang said, "although I am a teacher with general talent, I can still bear hardships. Therefore, I was selected by the government school at that time and became one of the students sent to the Imperial College, but the list was changed the night before it was handed in."

Man Bao stared and guessed: "it's changed to Chen Fulin?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

Bai Shan pursed and said, "it's against the rules. Didn't you check it in school?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a wry smile: "I checked. The school said it was because our husband said that I voluntarily gave up the quota, and Chen Fulin was behind me."

Three people:... No wonder the martial uncles and uncles of the Huang family are a little uncomfortable every time they see Mr. Zhuang. They can always hear what martial uncles say to be sorry for Mr. Zhuang. It turns out that they are really sorry.